Bad Guys

“Put the gun down, Freddie,” Bernie said. “Nothing good can come of this.”

“Did I ask for your opinion?” Freddie Dancer said. He kept the gun right where it was, pointed at Suzie’s head. Her eyes were open very wide. A growling noise started up, a very angry noise. “And keep that damn dog away from me,” Freddie said.

“Easy, big guy,” said Bernie. The growling? That turned out to be me. I tried to stop, and pretty much did.

“We walk out of here with the film and no one gets hurt,” Freddie said. The bald guy holding Suzie’s other arm smiled this little smile I didn’t like at all.

“What film?” said Bernie.

“See,” said Freddie, tapping the gun softly at the side of Suzie’s head, “that’s how someone gets hurt.” The urge to bite got very strong in me.

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Setting aside for just a literary moment the perp who deserves to have his lips ripped by Chet, check out the slideshow on the NY Times website of dog owners and their dogs who are lookalikes. Especially, check No. 9 – Chet? Isn't this YOU? But with a pretty girl instead of Bernie?

And, Chet, there are other dogs who also love riding shotgun as seen in slides 11 and 14, the latter in another version of Fabulous (or not) Vintage Foreign Auto.

If having trouble locating the slideshow then go to the Ohmidog blog of the guy who writes the dog blog for the Baltimore Sun newspaper, he's got the link in today's blog post.